A curled and browning photo found atop our scratched, dinged and drawn on table. This is what we've created together, my love.
A life and a home. Children and chaos.
There is no one I would rather argue with at 6.05 in the morning and high-five at 6.06 in the evening. We are a team, you and I.
I'm going to love you a little more every day, from now until forever.
D.B, you've got my heart (because an anniversary post would't be complete without a cliche or two).
9 years of good times